Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai not only has to kill pigs and chickens, but also catch fish.

During the training period, his spirit was fulfilled, but his body was damaged by greed. It was high-intensity and concentrated training, and everyone ate the same thing. They were only fed but not well-fed. You can't be the only one treated specially.

After coming back, Old Man Yang was just having fun. A group of people were busy harvesting sweet potatoes and no one had the mind to get food.

Do we need to rush to harvest sweet potatoes?

So as soon as Old Man Yang left, Zeng Wangcai immediately set about improving his life.

Liu Youren's idea was to transfer all the supplies in the base to the logistics department, but he also knew that this would require Zeng Wangcai's approval.

"Wangcai, Wangcai, let's chat!" Liu Youren saw a pig being pulled out and knew he couldn't stop it. "You know the current situation. Food is scarce, meat is also scarce. Many leaders don't have meat on their tables. They are reluctant to eat it and want to give the meat to the people.

"Look, you let us take these fifty-odd pigs away..."

"Stop!" Zeng Wangcai's face changed. "Let's not talk about this topic. If the leader has an order, I will execute it. If not, I'm sorry, we will follow the original agreement."

He is angry!

It is true that there are many leading cadres who are highly conscious, do the right thing and stand upright, and always have the people in mind, but that is their duty, isn’t it?

So you can eat pork but ordinary people can’t?

Is the common people responsible for today's situation?

More than 50 pigs that have been raised for more than half a year, the smallest weighs more than 300 kilograms, and in one sentence they want to use pork as supplies...

Grandma!

"Half, half will do, right?" Liu Youren chased after Zeng Wangcai and made the request.

"Minister Liu!" Zeng Wangcai stopped and said, "I'm going to catch fish now. This is also part of production. Please don't interfere with me, okay?"

"Catching fish? Fish is fine too. Give me 10,000 kilograms of fish. No, 5,000 kilograms will be fine too."

"You're so brave, asking for fifteen thousand..."

"I know you can do it..."

If Liu Youren gave orders in a ministerial manner, Zeng Wangcai would have been easy to deal with, but he didn't. He just kept giving orders like a dog-skin plaster.

Zeng Wangcai is a soft-hearted person who does not respond to harsh treatment.

He thought for a moment and said, "Minister Liu, I'll let my fellow villager talk to you later, okay?"

“Fellow villager?” Liu Youren heard the word “fellow villager” again and immediately understood. “Okay, let the fellow villager talk to me.”

The so-called fellow villager is Zeng Youhuo.

Zeng Wangcai has exceeded the task. At least in the next two years, he will no longer be restricted by 62 kilograms of materials per month. Two years is enough. Two years later will be 62 years, and he has already thought about the stage for years.

Ah San, are you ready?

(Single three...don't...oh no...)

After dealing with Liu Youren, Zeng Wangcai asked Lin Fusheng and others to prepare to go fishing at Shuichaizi.

The fish he had thrown into the No. 2 water channel had been caught almost all the time. Without Zeng Wangcai, you would have to be lucky enough to catch the big fish.

More than a dozen people, in half a day, "low-key" harvested about 700 to 800 kilograms of fish, and kept them by the water with a net. When Zhang Xiuzhi and others arrived, Zeng Wangcai's fishing activities officially stopped.

Two trucks slowly drove into the base and stopped in the base's parking lot.

Before the car stopped, Lin Huyang jumped out of the car and pounced on Zeng Wangcai, crashing into the dark-skinned Zeng Wangcai.

Zeng Wangcai did not dodge or give way, but used his chest to absorb his brother's impact.

"Good fellow, you didn't move at all!" Lin Huyang didn't bump into Zeng Wangcai, but patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "You've changed so much, if we go out to fight again, we can stand in a row."

"I can't do it. I have to follow behind you two!" Huang Liang walked over quickly. At this moment, there seemed to be nothing wrong with his legs.

Just one simple sentence brought the three of them back to the time when they fought together.

In the evening, dinner begins.

The soldiers had a dinner of meat and fish. The fatigue from days of work was dissipated in laughter and joy with this snack.

By the lake, a bonfire is burning.

Zeng Wangcai and his six companions swatted the big mosquitoes flying through the mugwort smoke while waiting for the grilled fish to be cooked.

At their feet was beer bought from the old city.

There were a hundred boxes of Five Star Beer. Zeng Wang Finance reminded Lin Huyang to get them from Zheng Yishan. They had one box, and the rest were for the soldiers to have as a snack.

"Wangcai, Minister Liu came to me this afternoon to discuss the purchase of pigs and chickens. Why didn't you tell me about this?" Zeng Youhuo said while smoking a cigarette, "It would be bad if we really asked the army for money, right?"

He was a little scared because there were so many supplies this time, unlike before.

"What's wrong with that?" Zeng Wangcai took a sip of beer, which had been soaked in water and was chilling to the bone. "The fruits of our labor, no matter who they are given to, have to pay a price and must be exchanged.

"Besides, we have no money. We have to spend all the money on food and drink for the past few months, occasionally buy some expensive food, and spend a lot on repairing the house. What should we do if we don't make some money to protect ourselves?"

Zeng Youhuo was stunned. You want to make money? Are you doing it from the army?

"I agree!" Zhang Xiuzhi raised her hand slightly. "Efforts must be rewarded. Second Uncle and Xiaohu's hard work over the past few months should not be in vain."

The small group is a bit like a meeting, and we have developed the good habit of raising our hands when we want to interrupt and speak.

Zeng Youhuo raised his hand: "That's not right. Among the fifty or so pigs, only a small number are our wild boars. Most of the piglets are from the army."

“Feed the pigs…”

"Wangcai, raise your hand!" Lin Huyang reminded.

"I..." Zeng Wangcai raised his hands awkwardly, "You are the ones who feed the pigs. If you don't feed them, they will just be piglets. Besides, the army already agreed to give them piglets, and they are considered our supplies."

What he said was true. The military district invested a total of fifty piglets, twenty in the first batch and thirty in the second batch.

Among them, the twenty pigs invested before the New Year were given to the military region in batches when it became difficult to complete the task. The remaining supplements were all "wild boars" that Zeng Wangcai and Zeng Youhuo got in the winter.

Therefore, Zeng Youhuo, a conscientious person, said what he said just now.

The grilled fish was ready. Zhang Xiuzhi helped distribute it to each person, and then grilled another fish weighing seven or eight kilograms.

In addition to the grilled fish, there were also chickens underground. Xiaohu dug out a mud lump and hammered it open, revealing the lotus leaves inside.

"Come on, come on, everyone, eat chicken and fish!" Zeng Wangcai called, "Talk while eating, Second Uncle, I propose a compromise. We, oh no, you and Xiaohu, sell it to the military district at a preferential price.

"Don't worry, I've already discussed the supplies with the top commander. Some of them will belong to us. No, some of them will belong to you."

"What's a portion?"

"It won't be too little. We will definitely give tens of thousands of kilograms."

puff!

Lin Huyang spit out his beer: "Awesome! A farmer can only harvest a few hundred kilograms in a year, but you can harvest tens of thousands of kilograms in half a year. I think I can get along with you. I won't be a buyer anymore."

"Confused!" Zeng Wangcai whispered, "Supplies are supplies, work is work, don't mess around, you are a buyer, and our supplies can have a suitable outlet.

"And Liangzi, you study hard. We are waiting for you to support us in the future..."

There is no way to plan the development of commerce for the time being, agriculture is planned in Zengzhuang, and for industry, Huang Liang is the one to rely on.

"Okay, I'll continue to work as a buyer." Lin Huyang was easy to talk to. He asked while eating grilled fish, "How much supplies should I bring back this time?"

"The more the better!" Zeng Wangcai calculated, "The materials we bring back this time will not only be sold to Peking University, but also to the purchasing station, and some will be distributed to the street offices and other places. One truck costs 10,000 yuan, and two trucks cost 20,000 yuan. You stay here for a few more days and bring back some fish."

Lin Huyang was startled: "Is it too much? The grain business is very tight now."

"You are confused again!" Zeng Wangcai laughed, "We are a legitimate company, not a black market company. We have the support of the military district, so we have nothing to be afraid of. Don't worry, we have already given the all clear, no one will care."

Old Man Yang had more than one thing to do when he returned. He had thought of everything that Lin Huyang had thought of.

That's how it was settled. We had two approaches. One part of the materials we obtained would be handed over to the military district for a fee, and the other part would be taken to Sijiu City for sale.

The part given to the military district is to take care of the country and make money for themselves.

As for the part that was taken over the four-nine cities, in addition to taking care of the country, it was also a favor.

At that time, the city was full of poor families, and even units like steel mills could not guarantee food.

Just when Zeng Wangcai and others were busy "catching fish", a riot broke out in the canteen of the steel rolling mill.

"Si Zhu come out, Si Zhu..."

"Yang Xueming, get out!"

In the middle of the day, a group of workers gathered around the canteen window and shouted, asking the canteen chef to get out.